It seems that having a mental illness is in vogue these days, the latest must-have accessory. Nah, it's just a cop-out for gaining attention / avoiding work or an excuse for being a weak-minded soul who baulks at all of life's usual hurdles. I blame my own belligerence and intolerance of snowflakes etc on my current mental state of disrepair. And that's no joke. Or maybe it is. You decide.